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letra de fake clout - boynamedjack

[intro]
bro, these b-tches is f-cking p-ss-es!

[verse 1]
f-ck tyler allred, got em in the scope his attire all red. betting on me ain’t buy remorse yet cause i gotta buckshot able cover all spreads. yous a big rapper getting spotify checks. way you spit in songs think got all the respect. and you think you balling making bands but instead. you spent it all on a label that’s methodical theft. rapping in ya music say you stacking up commas, act like a mill walking like your real name is giannis. but on ig you be actually honest. only 10 dollars? man that’s practically nothing! plus you gave it jakson so he’d act like hes b-mping, ya trash -ss music. i’m snapping ya fronting, not like i’m making tragic -ssumptions. i’m using common sense man this f-ggot is something

[verse 2]
figure use that money on some vocal lessons, but auto-tune cheaper, or so i’m guessing. your music “multi genre” you a total weapon. cept you can’t rap or sing no talent at all. you’s like a point guard who can’t handle the ball. you payed for followers. sh-t is really pathetic. you blew ya ten dollars now you really indebted. i have to acknowledge, i’m k!lling this headed. right to the gram so they can feel my message. i’ll even buy some likes you do man i’m checking. artificial likes so you can feel some acceptance? villainous way, keep it real when you stepping. i’m a known shooter, you ain’t dealing with stephen

[verse 3]
flexing cash money but you paid for the beat. so now you in debt plus ya label got fees. you just a trash rapper paying for things. way over your head. wish to blow up going nowhere instead. challenger approaching, you gon fold like the rest. so don’t claim your the best. f-ck the pencil other lead will aim at his chest. dare you point the finger say “effity you” that’s a dangerous threat. i’ll bring death to your crew leave you hanged by the neck. so have ya dogs pull up fitting with rage. you said that’s what they do if i sh-t on your name. chew me? i’m mike vick in this cage. all your dogs get slaughtered, throat slit and engraved. go ahead respond that’s digging your grave. cause your bars equipped sh-t i spit in fifth grade. nah

[verse 4]
you don’t think i’m the best well i am. in seconds have him down and out like k!lla cam. i put the beats on ya whole crew like dilla can. you never seen black eyes pieced together like this since wil.i.am. the gun gotta kickback my heels gon plant. we both be in the dirt but i still can stand. you’s a soft motherf-cker made of silk and sand. i better f-cking chill fore i k!ll this man

[verse 5]
i can tell you a b-tch imma stare and provoke ya. know you won’t do nothing i’m prepared to just choke ya. you touch me i would flare in a moment. you get no air to your lungs you carry pneumonia. i’m embarr-ssed i couldn’t care to dethrone ya. put the gun to your head, blast a pair to your dome bruh. my fingers in that sh-t like i’m carrying donuts. goliath in rap gon have to narrow your focus. or you picked apart by this aerial vulture. i tore my acl still ain’t scared to approach ya. cause ill give you the strap on one knee like a marriage proposal

[outro]
i’m just poking fun with my food for i eat it. kareem hunt this p-ssy, push around for i beat it. i really hope you do, your career get deleted. say my name in the mirror i’ll appear you screaming

- boynamedjack

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